Isang malakas na hampas sa pintuan ng kwarto niya ang nagpagising sa mahimbing niyang diwa. She knew it's her brother. Probably waking her up for God knows how long now. Tulog mantika talaga siya kaya sobrang hirap niyang magising.
As she opened her eyes, flashes of memories came like waterfall.
Kailan ba huling beses na nagising siya na hindi pumapasok agad sa isip niya ang masasayang alaala? Alaala na dahilan kung bakit sumisilay sa kanyang mukha ang matamis na ngiti araw-araw.
Nang mapatingin siya sa wall clock ay nanlaki ang kanyang mata.
7:33 nah at 8:00 ang duty niya!!
Napatalon siya sa kama at muntik ng masubsob sa sahig dahil sa pagmamadali. Napasulyap siya sa may kalakihang frame na nakapatong sa side table niya.
It'a picture of her and a handsome boy. She's sitting on a bench while the boy is standing behind her. His arm is around her neck like he's choking her. She's smiling while he's grinning. The sexiest grin she had ever seen. And she's missing it like hell.
Her eyes started to water.
Napahawak siya sa dibdib ng magsimulang magsikip ito. She looked at the wall clock again and sighed.
Good morning Verano.
It's been 7 years, 8 months, 24 days, 13 hours and 8 minutes since you left me.
When exactly are you coming back to me, babe?
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The Last Lady Standing
Teen FictionHe love books. She loves music. He's the school's Sumpreme Student Council president. She's one of the school's bad ass. He's filthy rich. She's not. He's an epitome of perfection. She's a mess. Is there anyway to make their world meet?
